Bellatrix raised an eyebrow but started down the street casting simple Lumos charms as she went.
"It doesn't make me mad you know, following him. Its what I was born to do. You don't understand, you can't. He came to talk to my Aunt, one summer when I was staying in Grimmauld. And we were obviously told not to listen, too young. But I of course did and he...everything he said made sense, everything."
She sounded altogether like a teenager in love as she spoke, her eyes burning with fevor.
"I...went to Askaban for him it seems. And I would do so gladly as well. He is the Dark Lord. You couldn't possibly understand and nor could your blood traitor mother."